Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 81

Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

He knew that Samson would be ruined if he continued staying with Rosalie.

“I’ll arrange

looked at

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again, “What happened in

to beat around the bush and told

scolded people every time she opened her mouth,

gentle as a babbling brook,

she was a completely different person!

to burst from his chest, Anthony

ordered

seemed to realize that everything that had happened in the wake

lost his wife and child because of

weren’t

blood rushed to his head, and

solely for

up his phone and

Come out and have a drink

Brendan stared at the

are you drinking in the middle of

large group of people to keep Anthony company

private room was very lively

either young models who

ride their coattails, so they

beside Anthony was the prettiest, even vaguely looking like

if this

at her. He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty,

voice in the afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging out his

He couldn’t ho

any longer, overwhelmed by his surging emotion

said was that

could take pity on Samson,

her back by his

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was sure he would be good

why wouldn’t Genevieve believe It?

gulped down a whiskey, but it might as well have been tasteless to him.

to him tried

of them cajoled. “Are you trying to drown

tittered, “Slow down. What’s the point of drinking by yourself? Genie,

to the female model

but she had been unable to find a chance and make

and poured Anthony a glass of

were bright and dewy as if she were trying

and seemed a little startled

he just seen Genevieve?

‘Genie?

it her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

and his expression was fierce as he

gravelly voice, Anthony asked, “Is that you,

her face excitedly.

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